Maintenance [Open]

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Sure enough, it was there in the vehicle bay - the Freedom. At 18 meters tall, it wasn't the largest craft in the cavernous hangar, but it certainly did present an imposing figure... particularly next to the squadron of low-to-the-ground fighters that Kira didn't recognize.

It was a tool of war - of killing, Kira reminded himself - but it was also a tool which he could use to help people; he could use it to protect people. To protect a world that might truly be gone... it was almost comforting to see something familiar. A reminder of home (and of Lacus, still sleeping in the pod caverns), even if it was a war machine.

Computers were the young man's forte, but he'd become familiar enough with the machine to do a bit of physical maintenance on it too. So anyone in the hangar bay would see the machine's cockpit open in the center of its chest, as he gave everything a cursory inspection, making sure things were in shape.

Unfortunately, the plantsuits didn't make the best toolbelts, even when fashioning makeshift loops at the waist - but when one's was in a cramped crawlspace up to the waist, it made it possible for even enhanced Coordinator reflexes to catch a wrench that slipped out from one of said loops, skidding across the sloped metal of the Mobile Suit's skin before plummeting to the hangar floor below.

He didn't think anyone had been in here with him, but Kira gave a warning shout nonetheless. "Hey...! Look out!"

(ooc: There may be a wrench heading in your character's direction. Especially so for any of the Rogues, since the Freedom Gundam is conveniently next to the X-Wings. WATCH OUT BELOW!)

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Asuka shrugged as she slipped out of the pilot's chair and wedged herself out of the way. It was a bit uncomfortable, but she'd live. It wasn't like she hadn't shared a cockpit before. "I don't know exactly how it works..."

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As Asuka moved out of the chair, Kira slid in, at once feeling... familiarity. It had been years since he'd piloted the Freedom in actual combat, but it still felt the same to him; the way his feet rested on the way his hands laid on the controls. "It's all right, I was just curious."

Another check of the scanning systems (just to be sure), and Kira exhaled, thumbing the controls and moving them just slightly. There was the sound of machinery moving, then, as the Gundam reached down to grab one of the two cylinders mounted to its waist, holding it out in front of them where it was visible through the open cockpit. Another brush of Kira's thumb, and the cylinder burst into life - a thin, pinkish-red energy blade that was dozens of feet long and that hummed and flickered with barely restrained power.

Part of him was just relieved that everything seemed to be in working order in the first place.

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Asuka grinned as she watched the flickering beam of energy flare into life outside. That was so cool! Way better than her prog knife, she had to admit, even if it wasn't as large. She wondered if she could get one for Unit 02 - having one of those built to scale would give her some serious hitting power.

"That's awesome!"

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"Mm, I guess... It's useful if you can't fight at range," Kira nodded, and soon the glowing saber was joined by a twin held in the Freedom's other hand. All right, both of them were working now - and with another nudge of the controls the mecha brought both of them together at the hilt, and twisted so they locked together, forming one large double-edged blade.

"Everything seems fine with them," Kira said half to her and half to himself. She did seem genuinely impressed - did they not have energy weapons in her world?